My Person Is Late

Dashing around

Lost and found

Keys again

Coffee and then

Leaving the house

Quiet like a church mouse

Hustle and bustle

Return in a fussle

She forgot her lunch

On the counter, a bunch

Bananas and apples

Leaving her messy castle

She forgot me

My treat, you see

I bark and whine

But she hasn’t the time

And again no walk

I wish I could talk

Can’t she take just one day off

To spend some time to goof off

But no the bills must be paid

Look the bed isn’t made

I wish I could help

I’m just her pet, nothing else

Oh look, here she comes

She knows I’m the one

She bends down and hugs me

Tells me she loves me

That she’ll be back real soon

And for me to watch the room

To be a good boy

To play with my toys

That I’m her precious sweet man

And with a kiss, her day began


Tessa🦋

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